Chapter 923

"Young master..."

The people next to him carefully yelled, the second young master is inside. As long as they dig again, they can save people. How can they stop at this time.

"It will collapse."

Fu Chen's mouth slowly spits out these three words, eyes looked at the outside one eye, this aftershock is not very big, but if the shock is too strong, here will certainly collapse.

"We know."

Everyone has already been tired and paralyzed, sitting on the soil, without speaking to each other. It's better to have a good sleep when we have this time.

About an hour later, the news came that the second aftershock was two days later, and the place was safe for the time being.

Everyone felt at ease and began to dig. The hole was soon widened. Fu Chen put half of his body in. When he saw his younger brother lying near him, his eyes were red and he pulled each other's legs out.

"Send it out..."

His voice is a little choked. He doesn't even have time to look at each other. He continues to put his body in. Then he pulls out Mo Yi and other people.

Song Jiuyue had been waiting at the entrance of the tunnel. Now he saw Fu Yan with dust all over his body. He lost his voice excitedly and covered his mouth with his hands. It seemed that one second later, the scream would overflow through the two thin layers of lips.

Fu Jin

She followed the stretcher and saw the doctor pricking needles and resuscitating each other's heart. She did not dare to speak. The other side was like a puff of smoke. It seemed that as soon as she opened her mouth, it would slowly dissipate.

"To Los Angeles."

Fu Jiangsheng saw his grandson's scarred face and frowned. He made this decision. The conditions of this place were not enough to save each other's life, so he had to risk sending people back to Los Angeles.

Several Fu family members came to carry the stretcher, carried Fu Jin and got on the helicopter.

Song Jiuyue followed him and was relieved to see several other people carrying Mo Yi on the helicopter.

Fu Yan's face was covered with mud, so he could only roughly see his appearance.

Song Jiuyue kneels to one side and takes out a tissue to wipe it for him. After a while, he sees each other's sleeping eyebrows.

She stretched out her finger and scratched it lightly. She didn't dare to look into his nose for fear of touching a piece of cold.

The helicopter soon stopped at the Central Hospital in Los Angeles, and a group of doctors immediately gathered around and took people to the emergency room.

Song Jiuyue's legs are a little weak. He is still in the same place for a while. He stretches out his legs and rubs his knees. It's so sour and soft that he feels powerless

She stopped for a while, then slowly into the elevator, to the door of the rescue room, the bright three words, seem to be in a ferocious mouth, to swallow her.

She sat down on the chair slowly, her face was dirty, but she didn't care about it. Her eyes looked at the door of the emergency room from beginning to end.

"Xiaoyue!"

Xiao Qinge runs out of the elevator. These days, he has been dealing with the rest of the Xiao family's affairs. Zhuang Hong let the sword of the night deal with the Xiao family's castle. He has already reflected to the leader. In a few days, Zhuang Hong's verdict will come down.

"Are you all right?"

He had planned to go to Changbai Mountain, but in the middle of the journey, he heard Fu's family say that Fu had been rescued, so he came here.

Song Jiuyue nodded and leaned her back against the cold wall. It seemed that this would calm her down. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly closed her eyes.

"Third brother Is he going to be ok? "

She'll never wake up in such a terrible state of distress. She'll never want to wake up in such a terrible state.

"It's going to be OK. I've already made an appointment for you next to me. You're going to lie down in it. I'll tell you about Fu Jin. You've been on the scene for so many days. The child can't stand it. Now he has to take good care of himself."

Song September nodded, her stomach does occasionally come a pain, she was pulled by Xiao Qinge, went to the next ward, lay down on it.

"You'll have a rest here. I'll let you know when there's any news. Don't speculate."

Xiao Qinge is still not at ease with her and has been telling her.

Song Jiuyue pursed his lips and stretched out a hand to protect his stomach. He was thinking about some things in his mind. At last, he didn't know whether he was too tired or how, so he turned to sleep.

"Come on, come on

"That man can't do it!"

"Where's the director?"?! Call the director over! "

In the middle of the night, there was a loud noise outside. Song Jiuyue was woken up in a daze. She turned to look out the door. Through the small window, she found that many nurses were running in a panic, with medicine in her hand.

In her heart, she sat up from the bed shaking, got out of bed, and opened the door with stiff fingers. Just as she opened it, she saw a corpse covered with white cloth, pushed by nurses to the hospital bed, and walked into the elevator.She felt cold all over, and there was a gust of wind in the corridor from time to time. It was the young man in the next ward, who seemed to be in his twenties, who suddenly died of heart disease.

People are so fragile

She stayed at the door for a while, until the corridor was quiet again, then she breathed out quietly and stepped forward to the end of the rescue room.

It seems that the third brother has been sitting on the other side of the chair without any trouble.

The light in the emergency room is still on. No one knows what's going on inside, because no one has ever come out of it.

She stood here for a while, and suddenly came to the next window. The night in Los Angeles is really prosperous. It's just that the noise there is in sharp contrast to the loneliness here. This is the world, with several joys and several sorrows.

"Xiaoyue, it's going to be OK."

The voice of the third brother came from behind. It seems that the other party just woke up.

Song Jiuyue nodded and leaned his forehead against the cold glass. The exhaled air formed a water mist on the cold glass, and the city of Los Angeles was still cool at night.

"Go and rest."

Xiao Qinge shivered and then said slowly that the hospital was really cold. He always felt gloomy.

"Third brother, thank you."

Song Jiuyue gently said that she wrapped the clothes on her shoulders tightly. In Xiao's castle, she felt that kind of family affection, which was really warm.

"You're my sister. Well, don't say that. Go and have a rest."

Xiao Qinge was also a little sleepy, but he knew that if no one was watching, his sister would definitely stand here.